Page 131 of Born for Starlight

“Faster, Matthew. You’re driving me insane.”

I moved faster. Leading the dance.

“Yes,” she hissed. “Like that. Just like that.”

Her channel squeezed me tight. I thought my head might explode.

Her legs wrapped around my waist and she peppered kisses along my jaw.

“I’m so close,” she whispered.

I pressed deeper. Then tipped her chin up so I could look into her eyes. I needed to see her. See into her soul.

“I love you, Matthew.”

She was crying now.

I was, too.

I kissed her.

“You’re my everything.”

She arched up, and I pushed home.

Her eyes widened as she cried my name.

I gave her everything. Everything that I was. That I was ever going to be, and she gave me perfection.

Long minutes later she was asleep on my chest, her hair a peach-scented tangle of silk beneath my chin. I stroked my hand down the long length of her back and considered tomorrow.

I felt a different kind of smile on my face.

Amusement.

What in the hell was Little Grandma planning for tomorrow?

Chapter Forty-One

What in the hell had gotten into Matthew?

I had expected at least shower sex, instead he was up before me, and the kitchen was clean, and he’d somehow put a fresh set of clothes on.

“Are you feeling all right?” I asked him over the rim of my coffee cup.

“Yeah, why?”

“Because you didn’t try to jump me this morning. Did you have a birthday while we were apart? Are you now an old man?”

He choked on his bite of toast.

“No, I’m still thirty-eight. My birthday is in December. I’m a Capricorn. I’m really reliable.”

“Hmmm.” I took another sip of my coffee.

“Is that what you’re going to wear today?”

I looked down at my jeans and tank top. “I wasn’t planning on leaving the house, so yes.”